The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

Liu Yating grew up in the military camp. She is also a very extensive girl.

However, in the face of Yang Yunhai and Gu Lingling, the rough female man had a rare aura, and the more he thought of her, the more he felt wrong.

When Yang Yunhai proposed to teach Gu Lingling, this purpose was already impure.

Right? Right? Right?

Why didn't she think of it.

Liu Yating couldn't help knocking on her head a few times. What was she doing? Her good friend, was she in trouble?

If it weren't for her, Gu Lingling wouldn't know Yang Yunhai, would she?

Liu Yating felt sorry for Gu Lingling.

It's not that she thinks Yang Yunhai is not good, but that others are too good, so it's not suitable for Gu Lingling.

Gu Lingling, such a girl, should find a warm man who knows how to care about her and can protect her.

Yang Yunhai, her cousin is also excellent, but the key is too cold.

Gu Lingling will definitely freeze to death with him.

No, she can't hurt her good sister like this.

Liu Yating hammered her head hard. She must have thought too much!

I'm afraid Yang Yunhai never thought that he hadn't figured out what kind of feelings he had for Gu Lingling. As a result, a roadblock came out.

He also wondered what he was doing?

Anyway, when he returned to the dormitory and looked at the meat and vegetables in the kitchen, he didn't let the people below take them away as usual, but picked up something and asked Gu Lingling to help him deal with it.

Is it because Liu Yaxin's little girl showed in front of her that day how delicious the pickled meat made by Gu Lingling was? So he has been with Su ziqiao for a long time, and he has become a foodie?

Inside the car, because Yang Yunhai looked ahead with a cold face, Gu Lingling couldn't help shivering and didn't dare to speak, but looked out of the window.

If she could, she really didn't dare to let the great God come to see her off.

She might as well go back by herself.

God, earth, on a cold day, there is a movable iceberg sitting beside me. Is this the rhythm of freezing to death?

"Who did you learn your bacon from?" After a long time, Yang Yunhai's voice broke the silence in the car.

"Ah? Learned it from my... Grandma." Gu Lingling turned her head in surprise and looked at Yang Yunhai. After asking this sentence, the moving iceberg looked straight ahead without blinking.

It seems that the question just now was not raised by him.

In fact, grandma Yao's skill in curing meat is superb, but Gu Lingling hasn't had time to learn from her. As for her skill, she learned it all in a previous life in a hotel.

Gu Lingling from Grandma Yao only saw her marinating meat once, so she integrated grandma Yao's marinating techniques with hotel science and created her own set of marinating methods.

I tried it some time ago, and the effect is good. The taste is much better than that in the traditional way, but it still retains the taste of local bacon.

"The army will send some vegetables later. Can you help me pickle them?" Yang Yunhai said casually.

It's like he said this sentence at will.

But only he knew how tight his hand was holding the steering wheel while waiting for Gu Lingling's answer.

"OK." Gu Lingling nodded although she was a little surprised.

Last time she went to Yang Yunhai's house, I remember that his kitchen didn't even have pots and pans. It didn't look like she could cook with fire. How could she have pickles?

"My grandparents like it." It seemed that he knew what she was thinking. Yang Yunhai glanced at Gu Lingling and explained.

i see.

"Be careful."

Suddenly, Yang Yunhai turned the steering wheel hard in one direction, and then stepped on the brake.

At the same time, at the moment when the car came to an emergency stop, Gu Lingling fell into his arms, and he hit the steering wheel severely.

"Is there anything?" Yang Yunhai looked nervously at the girl in his arms.